Damn it's been a while. I don't even know where to begin. We're in Dubuque, Iowa now, right near the Illinois border. It's really nice. We're parked smack dab next to a giant river boat casino, a silent sighing behemoth with strangely unexciting neon lights. The crew has thinned out a bit more, and things seem to be getting slightly more under control, even if the engines are still teasing us with their amazing propensity to break down. There's been a lot of camping, a lot of good food, a lot of meeting awesome characters as we go (a farmer, a pirate, a drunk ninja, and a mythical generous Texan to name a few). And there's been a lot of naked time, of course. It's starting to get cold at night, so there's always a rush looking for long underwear at every thrift store we come across (no luck yet). We've also been hunting for showers pretty hard as well. When Staph is running around the boat, cleanliness takes on a whole new level of importance. The bicycle raft is more or less up and running, and our Black Label Bike Club-donated tall bike is fully functional, it even has a brake. Let's see, what else have we been up to. . .
- hanging out on freight trains
- sand dune slip-n-slide action
- mad floor-clearing dance parties in gay clubs that were not amused
- very successful busking efforts
- mooning barges in their own spotlight
- midnight diner sing-a-longs
- exploring abandoned buildings
- having a second-story slam-dance fest to Slayer at mile marker 666
- getting tours of Organic Valley farms
- meeting lots of nice cops, which TOTALLY messes with your head
- fog so thick I could photograph it in front of my face with a flash
- moves toward converting to grease instead of biodiesel. But just when we get ready, the engines throw another tantrum and postpone it again. The last finicky-engine episode had us limping along for two days using our skiff boat as a second engine.
Also I just updated the photo gallery from the trip, it's here. And people are trying to keep the blog on missrockaway.org up to date, so that's always worth a look too.
So posting music from the river obviously lends itself to some difficulty, when you are without laptop or ipod. So I am putting this up not actually having heard it, but rather having heard that it's supposed to be good. Hopefully I'm right. I guess this is the first instance where I'm actually looking forward to getting home to listen to my own podcast. Ha.
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Posted by Tod Seelie at 12:02 PM